Letters to Tuva Y2#29 Everything Can Make You Stronger(11-13-16)

Morning T,

It’s Sunday over the Hudson, cool out there now, but forecasts show that it could heat up to 60 and the warmth of sun will buoy me up.  It’s been a hard week adjusting to the future- Trumpland coming our way, while Hillary fades from our daily viewing.

I moved through Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday in the freezer, a new form of mourning.

“I’m not giving up and neither should you.” Kate McKinnon

You and I shared a passion for politics.  We shared the victories and defeats as Democrats and here’s a first for me: the Donald, 45th President of the USA!  So far I’m handling it. My brother Jeff had me on suicide watch this weekend offering unlimited quantities of vodka on the rocks.  No, not really.  I was just numb for most of my week.

I was constructive- Christine and I worked on getting Tell It Digital Out there with a spiffy new ad on Facebook- waiting for some good responses. A few days with family and babes, a ride up the Thruway later for lunch with my dad and Martin, planning for Atlanta later in the week, guitar, supporting Grace at Cornwall, some digital work, exercise, Hebrew conversations with Rivka, time with Tara and Scott, conversations with James.

Movement and motion and mind workouts  remain the keys to my balance and a great Saturday Night Live show last night.

God, I miss you, T.

Bonnie S.

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5 thoughts

  1. I can’t do anything about the name of our president elect, though I wish I could. What’s breaking my heart is that i am hearing name calling, public name calling. I’m most frightened about the unhinged spirit that this election has released into the world. It is beyond my comprehension. Bonnie, thank you for writing and sharing. I know it takes enormous courage, and I want you to know that I am fed by your work. Thank you.

  2. This resonates so. Rob and I talked politics all the time and held similar progressive view points. I haven’t been able to even think of what he might have thought of all of this. Every election we watched the returns together. Every one. This was was so hollow. So sad. There is a grief to all of this too. When I saw the medium she told me Rob had sent me a song and I should listen for it. I think it is the Leonard Cohen song, Halleluia. I have heard it unexpectedly at least five times in the last few days.

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